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Friday, September 17, 2010

Today, after a brief respite for Adelyn's runny nose, I went back to the YMCA to work out. Having deposited Jackson and Addy in childwatch, I dumped my stuff in a locker, attached my snazzy new blue padlock and went off to work out.

I have a paranoia of forgetting the combination on my lock so I bought a special padlock when I joined the Y that allows you to set your own combination. So I set it to a short code I would easily remember. Beyond that, it was a spiffy blue color. I say was because the spiffy blue lock is no more.

I had allowed extra time at the end of my workout to shower and get ready before I had to get the kids from childwatch. As I started turning the wheel to enter the combination, the lock didn't feel right. The wheel wasn't turning very easily and was sticking a little bit. I entered the combination and pulled, but the lock didn't budge. I gave it another try but no go. I spent about 15 minutes fiddling with my lock KNOWING that I did not forget the combination because I bought a special lock specifically so I could enter my own combination that I wouldn't forget. But no matter how many times I entered the combination, it didn't budge. The girl next to me offered her help, being somewhat good with locks. But she had never seen a lock like mine.

Finally we got someone from the front desk to bring a lock cutter. But it was an old rusty lock cutter and even when we had three people applying pressure we still couldn't get it to cut. They finally found another lock cutter that was newer and after getting two people to apply all their might for about 5 minutes we finally cut through it. But then the door to the locker wouldn't open. We had tried pushing against the locker door for leverage and now it was sealed shut. So I had to wait while the Y employee went to grab a screwdriver to pry it open. Finally, after a 40-minute ordeal I got my purse and keys... and not my shower. And my arms were sore even though today was a cardio day....

I was thinking the same think as Ped. I thought after all that you were going to realize the lock was not yours after all, that yours was one or two locker bays over.

As many years as I have been going to the Y, it has never occurred to me to shower there (except after swimming, but that is rare.) Isn't that funny? I guess I just love my own shower too much! But, with the exception of your unfortunate lock story, it's a great idea! Use the childcare to shower, too! You're a smart girl (who absolutely did not forget your lock combination.)

Holy cow! What an ordeal. I've always worried about forgetting my padlock code too and did the same thing (at least the part about buying a lock that you choose your own code for). Every time I use it I worry that I've reset it wrong somehow and that I'll lock myself out. Too bad it had to happen to you. What a story! At first I thought you were going to say that because of it that you had to carry your children home. I guess you can feel a little lucky that you FINALLY got in and didn't have to make a trek by foot with kids in tow. ;) Thanks for sharing!

I always work up such a sweat trying to get my kids into the car that I just drive to the gym, look longingly in the window and then drive home. This process usually takes me about 3 hours so if I tried to fit any "extra" exercise in, it would reasonbly be considered unreasonable.